Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1887-02-04
+ TOBACCO, MARYLAND, FEBRUARY 4, 1887.

other-everything in that same depress-
ing order even their little beds were ua-
RULED, each smooth pillow looked as if
Impressed by sunny head for-oh, SO
long.
And, ah, misery! What was that in
Wilhes room in the porcelain vasel
Some white flowers tied with white
satin ribbon; and this heart breaking
emblem IN Jennie's roomi Her picture,
sweet child! with crown of fading
flowers encircling it-and here in Car
rie's room her picture, the darling, also
crowned with immortelles.
Aud Jack's room, forlorn in its tidi-
ness; yes, yes, a funeral wreath in his
room, dear, loving little Jack.
Mrs. Jcwett's first impulse was
to disarrange everything; the
quiet and palliug neatness were
soading her to madness /;
even kitty had deserted the sunless,
chiidless house, but the children-oh,
the children The mother felt as if her
brain were afirc, and her heart was
bursting with its pent grief; she could
not enddre it another momont-and she
awolle.
Thank God She was sitting directly
in the rare, sweet sunlight which God
made to come in, not to be shut out of
our homes. In the garden she heard
the sweet, delightsome voices Of her
clildreu-the blessed little children.
Kitty with futtering little paws, was
clu ching with unchecked glee at the
tassels of the muslin curtain, and she
noticed with a sigh of relief that the
mahogany bureau, with its Furnished
surface, had been paved with fresh fin
ger marks
Mrs. Jowett arose slowly, locked the
door, then knclt down; after awhile she
went forth, new quiet in her heart, a
new smile on her face.
In the dining-room she raised the
curtains, so that the sunlight danced
gaily through the room.
Jennie came in with a torn apron, and
was greeted with smile of welcome
rent and all
Willie had been using paste in
the d ming room, and had daubed
the cloth, door-knob and his
blouse, but mamma patiently showed
him how 10 clean the spots away, and
Willie promised with great sincerity to
be more careful another time.
The children had gIoriously happy
day. At night, when they were ali
asleep, their mother went from room to
room, CHING with pure thankfulness at
each da,4ug little sleeper, SO dear ali,
SO dearI She sighed, then smiled at the
little porcelain vase in Willie's room,
filed with sweet, wild flowers of his own
pIucking.
Then she went to her own room, and
tearfully told "father'' her terrible
dream.
He kissed his wifc's fair brow fondly,
and said, soothingly:
"Ncyer mind, dear; we're all right
now."
And they were. The timely warning
was not lost on the mothers heart, for
she never forgot how terrible it was
when in dreams she roamed from one
e PITY, orderly room to another in quest
Of her children, and could not find them.
And she resolved that she would not
wait to place white flowers in their hand
when the perfume could not reach the
dullcd sense and their fading beauty
would only break her heart; the child
ren should have the flowers now, while
their dear eyes were open to behold
them, and their hearts still alive to all
of carth's comforts and delights.
And we would that many another
wife and mother, who is drifting into
habits of fretfulness and nervousness
through undue care for the chiIdren's
bodies rather than their souls ''might
dream this lady's dream"